Truth: I love boring bands

These are my most recent favorites: Seabear
and Horse Feathers soooooooo good.

WOWZERS!

Being a teacher feels like this:
CRAZY!!!

Cryptonics

It seems there are some parts of me, my heart especially, that long for closure. They want to know that we have reached the end of the story. If there is no explicit "The End" my heart starts to play tricks on my mind. So what do I do? Is it better to let life run its course without ever knowing what could have happened or if you made the right choice? or lay your pondering heart on the table to hear the cold hard truth itself? Why do we always want closure? Why do we always want to know for sure, even though that knowledge throws away all hope and day-dreams. Do we really need that?

Sometimes I think that moving or running away is "The End" but I have been proved wrong. Its too bad it can't be that easy. So, I have recently come to the conclusion that I will not listen to my heart and let it tell me what to do. I don't think we always need closure, especially when our minds already have the answer.

I guess the hardest part is when our minds have to tell our hearts the truth. They just don't know how to break it to them. It seems mostly that my heart doesn't want to listen no matter how many times I tell it, "Listen up little heart, I know you feel that way, but this is the way it is..."
Thats just the way it is.

David has been helping me learn French:

I signed up for a French class at the community college. It was a toss up between that and graphic design. They were offering a free class to new students and French fit my schedule. Classes start in just one week and I am sooooo excited to learn French. Then next semester maybe I will take some classes in illustrator. Je suis très heureuse

I love to swim/bike/run, so why not???

CHECK THIS OUT. SOoOoOoo Great!.
Roque and I are signing up. Does anyone else want to be a triathlete?? Sign up!

favorite line:

love finds losers too. and marionettes.

I put myself to thinking...

being part of a community is really great. There is part of me that wants to go out and do amazing things, learning and traveling. I would love to experience different cultures first hand, struggle and serve. But most of me, right now, just wants to settle down in a house and get to know my neighbors, see them on bike rides and talk to them about the plants in their front yard.
I am moving this week to the guest house in my parents back yard. It is so great. I will have a big art studio upstairs in the loft with wood floors, a couch, a big table and a sink. I bought an easel last week and have been painting/collaging a lot lately.
So, for a while I reside in Nevada. I belong to the community here in Las Vegas. Come visit me if you want. I have two big couches and 2 queen beds for the sleeping.

so many things bottled up can make you a "post"oholic.

I want this card game. its like 'magic' magic. And lately, I love magic, the science, not the card game. But this video helps me see that I might like magic, the card game too.
wait, is magic a science???

this is true. I still love them and heres how it started...

This goes back to when I started to play the guitar. My sister came home from college after her first or second year there. We rode in the 12 passenger van to pick her up. She had her guitar and taught me some songs as we rode. First song I ever learned: "Norwegian Wood" by the Beatles. She copied some of her music for me and soon I was playing "The Boxer" by Simon and Garfunkel, "Take me Home, Country Roads" by John Denver and "Fire and Rain" by James Taylor. I started taking guitar lessons when I was 13. I had this amazing teacher, whose background was in classical guitar, so we sat with one foot on a stool and the guitar at a sharp angle dipping down between our knees. She would give me songs with the chords written in roman numerals so I could transpose them to any key, plus I practiced from a book of classical pieces where I learned all the notes on the guitar.
She would let me ask her any guitar questions I had and she would figure out songs for me. She even made me a mix tape of Cat Stevens and Simon and Garfunkel. Then she taught me all those songs. She had great arrangements of "Homeward Bound" "April Come She Will" and "Scarborough Fair"
My senior year in highschool, for my AP English class, I wrote a research paper about the cleansing effects of rain, as demonstrated through literature. I read and analyzed hundreds of poems and prose about spring and rain. We had to record a cassette tape where we talked about the views we had expressed and I chose to start the tape with "Kathy's Song." This song, and "America" are my favorites, but I can't forget "Song For The Asking" or "So Long Frank Lloyd Wright" or "The 59th Street Bridge Song," "Mrs. Robinson," "Bookends" etc!!! I love love love Simon and Garfunkel. Don't you??
The End.

yep, i was right

this is just as good as I thought it would be. check it out I love the one by the junior boys.

I just got a 'get out of jail free' card...

and it feels so good. I was suppose to go to court for 'criminal trespassing' on this next Thurs in Provo, but my friend's Dad, who is an attorney, talked with the prosecuting attorney and now...CASE DISMISSED! woo hoo. I am sad that I don't get to go to Provo and visit friends, but not so sad that I don't have to go to court and make a plea. Moral of the story: Just don't go up to the top of the Wells Fargo parking garage in downtown Provo. just don't.

+ time out +

can life just please time out while I figure out what is going to happen to harry potter???

I feel like I am always cutting my fingernails...

Have any of you read Rosencrantz And Guildenstern Are Dead? Whenever I think of fingernails I think of this scene:

Rosencrantz: Another curious scientific phenomenon is the fact that the fingernails grow after death, as does the beard.
Guildenstern: What?
Rosencrantz: Beard.
Guildenstern: But you're not dead.
Rosencrantz: I didn't say they only started to grow after death. The fingernails also grow before birth - though not the beard.
Guildenstern: What?
Rosencrantz: BEARD! What's the matter with you?
[pause]
Rosencrantz: The toenails, on the other hand, never grow at all.
Guildenstern: The toenails on the other FOOT never grow at all.
Rosencrantz: ...no.

I always wish that mine never grew at all too.

yes, I want.

I wrote a letter on a nothing day.
I asked somebody, “Could you send my letter away?”
“You are too young to put all of your hopes in just one envelope.”

I said goodbye to someone that I love.
It’s not just me, I tell you it’s the both of us.
And it was hard,
Like coming off the pills that you take to stay happy.

Someone above has seen me do alright.
Someone above is looking with a tender eye.
Upon your face, you may think you’re alone but you may think again.

If I could do just one near perfect thing I’d be happy.
They’d write it on my grave, or when they scattered my ashes.
On second thoughts, I’d rather hang around and be there with my best friend,
If she wants me.

And far away somebody read the letter.
He condescends to read the words I wrote about him.
And if he smiles, it’s no more than a genius deserves
For all your curious nerve and your passion.

I’m going deaf, you’re growing melancholy.
Things fall apart, I don’t know why we bother at all.
But life is good and it’s always worth living at least for a while.

If I could do just one near perfect thing I’d be happy.
They’d write it on my grave, or when they scattered my ashes.
On second thoughts, I’d rather hang around and be there with my best friend,
If she wants me.

If you think to yourself, “What should I do now?”
Than take the baton, and girl, you better run with it.
'Cause there is no point in standing in the past cause it’s over and done with.

I took a book and went into the forest.
I climbed the hill, I wanted to look down on you.
But all I saw was twenty miles of wilderness so I went home.

If I could do just one near perfect thing I’d be happy.
They’d write it on my grave, or when they scattered my ashes.
On second thoughts, I’d rather hang around and be there with my best friend,
If she wants me.
-belle & sebastian

luckily...

I found this.

PS: On February 15, 2007, it was announced Universal Pictures was developing a film based on the story of Milli Vanilli's rise-and-fall, including their loss of the Best New Artist Grammy. Catch Me If You Can screenwriter Jeff Nathanson will write and direct. Kim Marlowe, Morvan's longtime manager, will executive produce.

maybe i wanna grow up....

and buy myself a new car!!! which one should I get???

woot woot...festejemos por favor.

tengo trabajo fijo. No van a creerlo, pero hice una decision. Me quedo en Las Vegas. Voy a ser maestra de Espanol. Lo crees??? Hay una escuela privada que esta muy cerca de mi casa, solo dos cuadras. Ellos me van a emplear. que bien, no? Espero que pueda hacerlo. Voy a ensenar K-8. Y por eso, estoy practicando mi espanol. ayayaya las clases empiezan en Agosto. Espero ser preparada. Si tienen consejos, por favor dimelos. Aqui estoy:

neapolitan please...

you can't go wrong with three girls or la blogotheque...

heres what the month of May looked like...

Summer of Love 2007 in Provo. miss you.

Miss Mom

My sister and her husband went to Hawaii. So I am here in Vegas tending their children for the remaining days of their vacation. Being a mom is the craziest thing ever. I can't believe how hard it is!?!. I can't believe how so many people do this?!? You never get a rest, you never get a vacation. If you are tired it doesn't matter. They will poke you in the eye, put chapstick on your lips and forehead and hang beads from your nose.
Today, we had a lot of fun though. We went to the new DI that they just built up on the North side of town. I loved being able to buy them anything...because everything they picked up costed 50 cents. I felt like the best Aunt ever!! I bought Kenna a pink hat, a pink purse, a couple of toys and some red sparkley shoes, just like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. She put them on this afternoon and then she couldn't stop looking down at her feet. It was adorable. I wish I could have a picture of her bent over checking out her shoes.
Hopefully I have won over some young impressionable minds to the ways of thrift store shopping. You can feel like a millionaire!!